We had been working through some of Mr and Mrs X scenarios over a few weeks. Which is why I was sat in my car at my local park one Wednesday, mid-morning, waiting for them to arrive. It was a cold November morning, but bright and sunny with a cloudless blue sky. Mrs x had, over a few messages, described what she wanted. We were comfortable enough with each other now to outline our fantasies in some detail and this was all about Mr x and I satisfying Mrs x wants and desires.

They arrived in Mrs x’s car. She was driving and they pulled up right next to me. There were only about ten cars in the whole car park. Too late for the dog walkers and a little too early for those who come to get a sandwich at the park café at lunch time.

Mr x got out first and grinned at me, then Mrs x who came over and gave me a long hug. She whispered in my ear, “We’re a bit nervous but excited.”  They were both dressed as usual stylishly, but in casual wear, both in jeans and walking shoes. Mr x looked around the carpark, grinned again and said, “Just enough people around to make it interesting.”

The idea was to walk down through the park, past the café and into the walled garden. The walled garden was divided into three sections, the middle section had secluded corners with benches but always the chance of someone coming walking through.

Mrs x linked arms with Mr x and I as we walked down the wooded pathways. She slipped her hand into my back pocket as we walked. We didn’t say a lot, but I could feel the tension building between us. And I could feel myself growing hard as I imagined what we were going to do.

There were a few people about, but no one seemed pay us much attention. On the path leading down to the wall garden, Mrs x stopped and give me a deep lingering snog before turning to Mr x and doing the same. Then she giggled and dragged us onwards down the path. From the way she kept looking us I knew she was getting turned on.

We entered the top part of the walled garden through the west gate passing a couple walking the other way, they said “Morning”.

We made our way through the first section and into the middle garden. I was rock hard by now. We made a circular tour of the benches and eventually selected one tucked into an alcove in the wall. It was secluded but not entirely risk free in terms of being hidden.

Mrs X sat on the bench, and I sat down on her left and Mr x on her right. She immediately turned to me, and we had a long passionate kiss. Mr x then got the same treatment, during which he managed to unzip her coat and slid his hand under her woollen top. She pulled her top up to reveal she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were already hard, and I cupped her breast and ran my thumb over her nipple. She gasped. Mr x took her other breast in his hand, and I kissed Mrs x while rolling her nipple between thumb and forefinger.

After a minute Mrs x breathing was getting heavy. She’d told us what she wanted and Mr X following the plan stood up in front of her and unbuckled his jeans and pulled down his underwear. He was fully erect, and she lent forwards and took his cock into her mouth. With one hand on his shaft, she gently wanked him and sucked. Mr x gasping as she worked her magic. She didn't let things get too far eventually gently pushing him away. She unbuckled my jeans, pulled down my shorts and ran the tip of her tongue over the head of my cock and down the shaft and back again. Cupping my balls in her hand she soon had me gasping. Following the plan, she released me almost on the cusp of Cumming into her mouth.

She stood up and we each got a lingering kiss from her as she held our cocks one in each hand. She undid her own jeans and let them fall around her ankles. Mr X pulled down her panties and slipped a finger inside her. I slid a finger in beside his, she was warm and wet, and between us we soon had her gasping and moaning softly. I kept looking around, but no one was about. The thrill of being outdoors and liable to be seen increasing the excitement for all three of us.

Eventually we released her, she turned around and leant over, with her hands on the back of the bench. I parted her wet lips with my spread fingers and Mr x slipped inside of her, his cock easily moving in and out, her wetness evident on his cock. As he increased his speed, Mrs x moaned with each thrust. With Mrs X getting more vocal I was afraid someone would hear and come to investigate. Mr x came with a groan and spasmed as he released his cum deep inside her and then slowly withdrew his cock, leaving a milky stream to run down Mrs x thigh. She remained, gasping, hands still on the back of the bench. When her breathing had returned to somewhere near normal, she looked around at me.

I ran my hands down her thighs, and she shivered. I positioned myself behind her and eased my cock into her, easily sliding deep inside her soaking pussy. I soon built up a rhythm, pulling almost out then deep back inside, Mrs x panting and gasping with each new thrust. Eventually I could hold out no longer and came with a groan, my cum releasing in shuddering bursts, Mrs x orgasming with me.

Afterwards we sat on the bench, Mrs X giggling at how dishevelled we all looked, hardly believing what we had done.